That was it.

He must identify the boat's crew and the return boys by their legs.

He hurried the task, passing swiftly from boy to boy, until he came to Lerumie.
And then he forgot that Skipper wanted him to do something.

All he knew was that it was Lerumie who had broken the taboo of his sacred person by laying hands on him, and that it was Lerumie who had thrown him overboard.
With a cry of rage, a flash of white teeth, and a bristle of short neck- hair, he sprang for the black.

Lerumie fled down the deck, and Jerry pursued amid the laughter of all the blacks.